I'm delerious... that's why I'm posting.
The Gods know I don't do it that often anymore.
I'm delirious because about an hour and a half ago, my fever was 103. I have the flu. I haven't had the flu since I was a little kid. I'm a fucking whiny bitch right now. I can't believe I managed to take myself to the doctor and then went and got my prescriptions with a fever hovering well over the 102.2 it was when I was actually at the doc... in the rain.
Not sure how much sense I'm making, but what do you want? I'm dying. Feels like it, anyway. To illustrate: Yesterday I was coughing so hard I threw up three times. Once, in my own lap. The pack of cigarettes I got yesterday morning is still well over half full. I look like someone punched me in both eyes.
I wore my ugly, grey fuzzy slippers to the doctor and to Walgreen's and didn't care what anyone thought about it.
Whine, whine, moan, moan, cough, hack, ugh.
I'd like it if someone would just kill me.
I'm delirious because about an hour and a half ago, my fever was 103. I have the flu. I haven't had the flu since I was a little kid. I'm a fucking whiny bitch right now. I can't believe I managed to take myself to the doctor and then went and got my prescriptions with a fever hovering well over the 102.2 it was when I was actually at the doc... in the rain.
Not sure how much sense I'm making, but what do you want? I'm dying. Feels like it, anyway. To illustrate: Yesterday I was coughing so hard I threw up three times. Once, in my own lap. The pack of cigarettes I got yesterday morning is still well over half full. I look like someone punched me in both eyes.
I wore my ugly, grey fuzzy slippers to the doctor and to Walgreen's and didn't care what anyone thought about it.
Whine, whine, moan, moan, cough, hack, ugh.
I'd like it if someone would just kill me.